Photography

We went camping this weekend and besides the constant noise from neighbors' music and dogs and what was either fireworks or gunshots(this state park had hunting) that kept Owen, the baby, from being able to sleep, it was kind of worth it for these views.

She’s sometimes a princess or a puffin or the perfect imitator of her mother. Pink and flowers and her turquoise blanket. She tells silly stories and she says ridiculous things like “Whatever her name is…” Or “God wrote the Bible with a marker pen”. She’s learning to read and she loves it.
She could not possibly have been born on a better day.